Midnight Mha Quirk Novels & Stories

Neither of us moving. I had gone to the window before she looked up. Like something had pulled me there. I pressed my hand to the glass. Forty minutes without her was apparently all it took. Yeah. Yeah it was. The knock came past midnight. Three knocks. Quiet. I looked at the door. "Come in," I said. It opened. Reina. Night clothes. Hair loose around her shoulders. No walls on her face, not the careful expression she wore during the day, not the controlled version she showed everyone. Just her, standing in my doorway at midnight.

The chance to breathe again. Later that evening, after helping tuck the twins into bed and listening to Leo’s dramatic retelling of his dinosaur adventures, I finally retreated to my small but comfortable room. I changed into my pajamas and sat on the edge of the bed, replaying the events of my first day at Blackwood Enterprises.

She can hear footsteps in the hallway, shouting and cursing then she knew no more. It was black everywhere, making her succumb. Surrendering to the inevitable. *** Mia Jane had always loved the moon, the stars twinkling, diamonds in the dark sky, so calming and serene. She had made a point to schedule a midnight picnic every once in a week. Antonia was influenced to share the calming experienced, too. One night, they even fell asleep in the mansion's secluded backyard with the precious jewels guarding them.

I opened the chat, my thumbs trembling. > Mr. Logan: What's the meaning of this? See me tomorrow morning. First thing. I blinked, completely confused. Why would he be texting me at midnight? Then, I looked at the message above his text. It was a video file. A four-minute, high-definition video file. I clicked it. The screen opened to show my own bedroom, my own thighs spread wide, revealing my swollen wet pussy and juice leaking out of it. The loud, echoing sound of my own voice whimpering and moans.

MIA I fled from my own engagement party one hour ago and now I'm hiding in a locked university at midnight. The gym smelled like sweat and old leather and something I couldn’t name. It made my skin prickle with awareness I wasn’t in the mood to examine. The university athletic complex should have been locked, but I’d learned three days into my transfer that if you knew which side door to use and were willing to slip through shadows like a thief in the night, you could have the basketball court to yourself when the rest of campus slept.

I replied with a roll of my eyes. Alpha Cadell held a ball in his very fancy, and extremely huge, mansion. He said it was a celebration for his arrival at the new town. I was sure it wasn't only that. "Just keep your manners. We will be in and out before you even know it." Morgana stressed, and nodded her head at some woman with a winged face mask. Did I mention that this is a masquerade? We live in Midwick, Virginia. A very small and very beautiful town, which one would feel was built right in the middle of the woods.

But sleep, sleep eludes me, just as the last fragments of my humanity do. The city below me is nothing but a sea of lights, shadows, and meaningless noise. The low hum of Lunaris, my kingdom in the heart of Nocturne City, reverberates through my bones as I sit in my office, overlooking it all. The music, the laughter, the subtle thrill of desperation and pleasure—it’s all in my control. I own the night. I own this city. No one dares to challenge me, and those who try? Well, they learn the hard way why I’ve remained untouchable for centuries.

I shook my head, too confused to speak. “Because the last time a lunar eclipse appeared here, something extraordinary happened. A bond formed between two wolves, marked by the moon herself. We call it "Midnight's Mark". It has not appeared in one hundred and twenty-three years. Most think it’s legend, but I saw it when I was young.” My mouth felt dry. “What kind of bond?” “The truest kind, a mate bond chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, marked on the skin at the eclipse’s peak. Those who bear it are destined for each other, their souls matched perfectly. Such bonds appear only when the pack needs them most.”

“Let’s eat. I don’t want you hungry when I finally get to leave my mark on that pretty little neck.” Rather than eating normally, I pull her in my lap and push her top off of her. Then I take the food and begin feeding her. She does the same and when we drop something, one of us licks it off the other. By the time we’re finished eating it’s 11:59pm. I watch as Minka pushes forward, Clovis doing the same, ready to officially announce that Quinn is our mate. I know the moment that the clock flips to midnight. Everything around me, everything about Quinn, intensifies.

Marrow leaned forward as far as the chains allowed. “Tell House Drayce,” he said, voice low, “that the Moonblood is weaker than they think. Tell them the wards fail at midnight. Tell them—” The guard slammed the door shut. Marrow sat back, satisfied. The message was out.